What happens when you are blinded by beauty so much till the extent you get your bride mixed-up? Coming from an Indian and Muslim background, arranged marriages were the way of life for Riyaz and Hafa. Both of them have always dreamt of the prefect spouse. To Riyaz, it meant getting married to a female who was physically attractive to him and for Hafa, it meant getting married to a male who was very accepting of her and would treat her right. With the mix-up, everything goes wrong for them, with all their expectations and dreams flushed down the drain. Will such a marriage last?
A/N: Hi everyone, I hope everyone enjoys reading this story. If it sounds similar to some other story on wattpad, my sincere apologies to the authors. I am trying a story from scratch and I hope it goes well InshaAllah. It is a Islamic-based story so be prepared for lots of Islamic terms and all that. Thank you! Peace :)
